The Privilege of Being

7 years ago

I had been in Mae Sot a whole minute before the Father whispered into my ear, "Mary and Martha."  It…

I am a Writer

7 years ago

I was a college freshman when my thinking began to change. This college decision had been easy for me. I…

On Running From

8 years ago

Stop running.The Father's kind whisper made tears fall hard and fast, mixing with the sweat pouring down my face. It…

On Daily Life

8 years ago

Lots of people have asked me or my family how I'm doing in Thailand. They want an update, something tangible…

This is my World

8 years ago

My world has transformed from the cornfields of Indiana, the sound of cicadas in the fall, dinners around the table…

On Stillness

8 years ago

For me, there is a certain kind of beauty that comes in the stillness of the morning. These days, it…

The Rally Cry of my Soul

8 years ago

I lean not on my own understanding My life is in the hands of the maker of Heaven Song lyrics…

The Question He Asked on the Porch

8 years ago

My parents have an amazing porch. It stretches across the entire front of the house, and it has three porch…

Always Together

8 years ago

Together. Always Together And He says, “Let the seasons change. Let’s do something new and Scary and Different and Unlike…

This is No Man’s Land

8 years ago

There is this space between Thailand and Burma. It's no more than a half a mile long and a quarter…

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